The boss treats me as a brother

Chapter 53 Framing
Regarding the matter of family property, Jing Xin disagreed. What kind of family is the Jing family?
That is the head of the imperial family!

However, seeing the seriousness in the man's eyebrows, he decided not to say anything for the time being, because there was a high probability that it would be useless, so he changed the subject.

"Master Chen, An Ye's assassination of you this time is too strange, the owner of the An Ye Sect must know something."

Jing Chen glanced at Tong Zhuo, who was still fighting with the six killers, before turning his gaze to the door master who had passed out.

He walked over slowly, and at some point there was a thin needle between his slender fingers.

The tip of the needle reflected the shining light spot.

The slender figure squatted down, stretched out a finger and gently poked the head of the master of the dark night, revealing the acupuncture points on his neck.

Prick it with a needle.

The door master who lost half his life woke up faintly.

Jing Chen looked down at him expressionlessly, and slowly wiped the finger that touched the dirt with a white handkerchief.

Those Danfeng eyes are full of indifference and ruthlessness that despise the common people.

"Now that you're awake, let's have a chat."

After venting for a while, Tong Zhuo only felt refreshed.

The nine killers were the same as the six before. She stopped after being beaten until she couldn't get up, and walked towards Jing Chen slowly.

The man with his back turned to her didn't see it, and was still asking unhurriedly, "Is the employer placing an order?"

He chuckled, "I've checked your website, and no one has placed an order to buy my life. So, it was your order, the sect master? Why?"

The sect master, who was woken up by a needle and then tortured to death, was so angry that he saw the thin needle between the man's fingers getting closer and closer to him, and he showed a look of fear.

"I said, I said, give me a good time, I said."

The tiny spot of light finally paused in the air.

The owner of the door takes less air in and out more, "It is an order from the... master behind me."

Jing Chen stared at him, Danfeng's eyes were calm, "Who is your master?"

"Haha... dark night dark night, night, who do you say?"

Jing Chen frowned slightly.

"Naturally, it's the Ye family that all the aristocratic families in the imperial capital know."

Tong Zhuo, who walked in, heard the next few words so suddenly, his pupils shrank severely.

Jing Chen's smile didn't reach his eyes, "There will be a killer organization like yours in the Ye family?"

The head of the sect spat out blood, "The Ye family is gone, so naturally there is not so much money to build a better killer organization."

Jing Chen rubbed the fine needle again with his fingertips, and the needle tip trembled slightly. Most people in the aristocratic family thought that the Ye family had fallen, but he knew that this was completely nonsense.

So, this man was lying, he slightly hooked one corner of his lips, dangerous and cruel.

The panic in the door master's eyes intensified, and he noticed it!But how did he notice it?

When Tong Zhuo heard this, he could probably be sure that what others were talking about was the Ye family he knew, and someone blatantly framed her in front of her.

Fists clenched unconsciously.

Jing Chen noticed her coming and looked sideways.

While distracted, the door master exhausted all his strength and jumped up, bumping into the thin needle in Jing Chen's hand.

Most of the thin needles went into the dead point on his neck, and he was already on the verge of death, but now he lost his breath.

Jing Chen got up, found a handkerchief to wipe, and smiled at Tong Zhuo, "Is it over?"

(End of this chapter)